Chapter Fourteen: The Great Thunder Sound Temple

  At the end of the ruins, an ancient temple appeared, quiet and soundless, very small in scale, not to mention grandeur. Only one ancient hall, with a stone Buddha standing inside, covered with thick dust, next to a bronze ancient lamp swaying out points of light.

  In front of the ancient temple, a sturdy Bodhi tree stands in accompaniment. Six or seven people can't encircle it with their arms, and its old trunk is already hollow. If not for the five or six green leaves that still sparkle on top, the entire ancient tree would seem to have withered away.

  The ancient temple and the Bodhi tree are interdependent, full of ancient charm, making people feel as if they have experienced the vicissitudes of time, the changes of the years, bringing endless tranquility and vastness.

  Everyone here can't help but look surprised, the magnificent and grand palace complex behind has long been reduced to ruins, while this small ancient temple still exists, giving people a sense of plain return.

  "How can there be such an ancient temple?"

  "That ancient Bodhi tree's remaining leaves surprisingly have a crystal-like green glow!"

  The Bodhi tree is also known as the Buddha tree, and has a deep connection with Buddhism. According to legend, over 2,500 years ago, Sakyamuni attained enlightenment under an ancient Bodhi tree, achieving Buddhahood.

  Before us, this ancient Bodhi tree and the old temple are born together and accompany each other, both having extraordinary appearances that make people astonished.

  "Why do I feel like there is a long river of history surging forward, and everything before my eyes seems to be incredibly distant, as if it has gone through the sedimentation of history."

  The distance of fifty meters was short, and soon everyone came to the front, each person's heart surging with a strange feeling, what they saw before their eyes was like an old historical painting, with the breath of years lingering.

  "Could this be a temple where gods reside?"

  "Could it be that there really is a Buddha in this world? Although the ancient temple has declined, it still gives people a sense of plainness and auspicious tranquility."

  The ancient temple is quiet and soundless, here is a peaceful place.

  "There was a bronze plaque with writing on it."

  The dilapidated ancient temple has a rusty copper plaque with four ancient characters, like dragons and snakes coiled around each other, full of Zen meaning. It is still the complex and difficult-to-identify Zhongding script, but the first "big" character is easy to recognize, and many people can identify it even if they don't understand Zhongding script.

  "The last word is 'temple'." Zhou Yi had some understanding of Zhong Dingwen and recognized the last word.

  "These four words are 'Daleiyinsi Temple'." Just then, Ye Fan read out all the four words.

  Everyone present was shocked and showed an incredible expression.

  "Taiei Temple...... I didn't mishear, did I?!"

  "How is this possible..."

  The legendary Dalai Temple is the residence of Buddha, the supreme sacred place of Buddhism. However, this dilapidated ancient temple in front of me is so small and has no grandeur at all, just a single ancient hall, how can it be called Dalai Temple?

  Having personally witnessed the nine dragon corpses carrying coffins, people had already made psychological preparations and almost believed in the existence of gods. However, at this moment, there was still some shock. A ancient temple on Mars named Dà Léi Yīn Temple, what does it mean? Perhaps many historical records and legends will be reinterpreted, and the mysterious veil of lost history will be lifted.

  "The Buddha's voice is like thunder." This is the origin of the name "Daleiyin Temple".

  Could it be that this ancient temple in front of me is really the legendary temple?

  If the speculation is true, this is undoubtedly extremely shocking. On Mars, which is covered with reddish-brown soil and gravel, an ancient temple was shrouded in dust, and it has a shocking origin that astonishes the world.

  The more people watch, the more they feel that this ancient temple is extraordinary.

  The magnificent temple in the distance was once grand and majestic, but it ultimately perished, leaving behind only a pile of rubble. This ancient temple appears to be dilapidated, yet still stands upright, forming a strange contrast.

  Bodhi tree accompanied, green lamp ancient Buddha, a point of light like a bean.

  Plain and unadorned, calm and serene, can withstand the test of time's grinding and trials, what remains is "true", those flashy ones are just fleeting clouds.

  One lamp, one Buddha, one temple, one tree, as if spanning ancient times like one, existing forever in this world.

  All of this, serene and peaceful, makes one feel like a spring breeze, as if there is a faint sound of chanting.

  "If this is really the legendary Daluo Temple, then the ancient tree in front of the temple shouldn't be the Bodhi Tree where Sakyamuni attained enlightenment, should it?"

  "How is this possible, it's just a religious legend. Do you really think that 2,500 years ago, Sakyamuni sat under an ancient tree on Mars for seven days and seven nights and finally became the Buddha?"

  "Nothing is impossible from our encounter and experience!"

  What everyone present has experienced today makes them feel like a dream, but this is an iron fact.

  At this time, Ye Fan suddenly walked forward, and Pang Bo followed him. The two of them stepped into the ancient temple together. At the same time, Zhou Yi quickly caught up with them, and Wang Ziwu closely followed behind, also entering the ancient temple.

  Behind, Liu Yunzhi seemed to have thought of something and his face changed suddenly. He rushed over quickly. The others also woke up like a dream. If this was the Dalai Temple, then this side would be the residence of the gods. Although it had long been deserted and covered with a thick layer of dust, it was still an extraordinary place.

  The ancient temple was very small, with only one Buddhist hall, empty and desolate, almost nothing. Ye Fan went straight to the stone Buddha in front of him and grabbed the bronze ancient lamp that accompanied it.

  The bronze lamp is plain and unadorned, with a simple and ancient style, but it feels warm and smooth to the touch, without any cold or hard metallic sensation, as if holding a piece of warm jade. What's astonishing is that although the old temple is full of dust, the bronze lamp remains spotless, as if it can isolate itself from dust.

  The temple had not been swept for many years, with a thick layer of dust accumulated, but the ancient lamp was able to avoid the dust and remained lit, which made Ye Fan feel astonished. Could it be that it had been burning continuously from those distant ancient times until now?

  "It's really clean, nothing is left except for the stone Buddha and copper lamp." Pang Bo scanned around but unfortunately didn't see any other objects.

  Just then, Zhou Yi, who was following closely behind them, stepped on the thick dust and made a "clang" sound, treading out a basin.

  At the same time, Liu Yunzhi and others also entered the ancient temple, everyone was silent, all quietly searching.

  At first, everyone was stuck in their old way of thinking and was still in a state of shock and uncertainty as they gazed at the ancient temple. They were still thinking with the mindset they had when they were on Earth. It wasn't until Ye Fan took action that they suddenly realized they were now on another planet, facing what might be the legendary dwelling place of the Buddha - the Daxi Temple - where there might be relics left behind by gods!

  Inside the ancient temple, Ye Fan held a dust-free bronze lamp, and the soft glow spilled out, filling the temple with splendor.

  Suddenly, Ye Fan heard a faint and obscure Buddhist chant, as if it came from outside the sky. At first, he thought it was an illusion, but the Buddha's sound gradually became louder and more majestic, lingering in the entire ancient temple, like the vibration of the Yellow Bell and the Great Lyre, solemn, magnificent, wonderful and mysterious.

  Then the entire ancient temple was dust-free, spotless and clean. Suddenly, a six-word mantra echoed: "Om Mani Padme Hum..."